Chapter 1: The beginning of the end of her world

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 Kim Hyunjin used to believe that she had everything figured out. She had known from a young age that she wanted to help people and that her favourite color was yellow. She knew how to kick a ball just at the right angle to make it spin and why her hands became so sweaty whenever she was around that one pretty girl from her class.

  Whenever she had learned something new about herself or the world, she was fairly quick to integrate that new knowledge into her life as she deemed it to be fit. Her parents were pleasantly shocked by how easily she had accepted the news of her new siblings when she was just two. They were afraid that she wouldn't be that thrilled by the sudden change to her life. However, all of their worries had melted away when little Hyunjin, in her Sonic pajamas, was ready to wrap her new siblings up in her sacred yellow blanket as soon as they arrived home from the hospital.

  She adored her sisters and it was always in her intention to be a role model worth looking up. Eating all of her veggies so that Hyejoo would follow suit ("How are you going to defeat me if you can't even handle some broccoli?"), giving her favorite teddy bear to Yerim when she had left for football camp ("Can you please take care of Mr. Blueberry for me?"), pretending to go to sleep earlier so that the twins would do the same and then waiting for them to cuddle up against her before drifting off to sleep for good.

  To say that she loved them to death was an understatement.

  Beside being a loving sister and a well behaved daughter, she was also what most would have considered a child prodigy...if she cared enough about it, at least.

  Because of her wits and quick thinking she managed to get the attention of her elementary teachers. Hyunjin did not like that at all though. The constant pressure of the expectations they had for her were not what she had wanted to feel at barely ten years old.

  And so, she had decided to do what she was best at, which was... doing what she wanted.

  Filtering out the intriguing from the boring and mandatory, she only bothered with the things that were important to her. Such as scoring as many goals as possible for her team or getting back at her younger sisters for their latest prank on her. Her old teachers would just shake their heads at her, but why should a child's priority list have anything else on it than having fun with the people they loved? Hyunjin's list was perfect because it was made by her.

  Overtime, the said list changed, but it always followed the same principles as young Hyunjin's. Those being: do what makes you happy and do it with the people you want to be happy with. She was leading a content life with no regrets and that was all thanks to her "lists".

  At 20, she came up with her most important list. It only had three major points, but yet, those three points were going to change her life forever.

1.  Applying for a masters program after getting her bachelors degree in movement and mind-body therapy.

2. Finally getting a cat.


3. Marrying the girl of her dreams.


  Hyunjin was determined to get all of those checked out from her list, but there were a few major issues that - for the first time in her life- made her doubt her own arrangement skills.

  For one, she was still in her second year and her English professor had managed to make her consider dropping out six times already just this week (and it was only Wednesday).

  And for two, the girl of her dreams was trying to set Hyunjin up on a blind date... again.

  "Come on Hyunjin!" If it had been any other time for a different reason, Hyunjin would have given in already to the whining of the girl sitting across from her, but she had to be strong. For both of them.

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⏰ Ultimo aggiornamento: Aug 19, 2021 ⏰

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